. “I did that once just to see what it felt like.”“You did?”“Yes are you shocked?”“No just thinking again.”“Would you like to shave ...e there one day?”“Uh well. I think I would. Would you let me, one day?”“Yes. One day, when we know what we want.”“I’ll wait.”I got a hard-on.“You’ve got an erection Will.”“I know. It happens a lot and it’s happened at least fifty times today, already.”“Did I make you get one?”“No, you made me get a fifty.“Hand me the towel and turn your back like I did, no peeking. "Let's start by you pulling out my cock and sucking me right now sissy bitch," Jamal ordered."Yes Master," I replied.We had just pulled onto the highway and traffic was kinda heavy, stop and go. I leaned over and pulled out his cock and bent over to suck it. He reached over and pulled my skirt up to show my panties and stockings and then proceeded to tell me that there was a bus next to us and a whole team of football players were looking at me."You are putting on a good show for the busload. . Is he going to fuck me like a dirty bloody slapper?” She says, half joking, but not really. She switches her attention to the dog as she pulls her trousers down, “Are you going to fuck me like a slapper?”Trousers off and placed over the chair with her shirt, and then she’s standing there in that bra, white knickers (possibly too sexy and brief for a woman of her age) and signs of a big bush of pubic hair within.She reaches back to unclip her bra, then removes it – showing off her big, round,. Was it really possible that a hoax caller had been mistaken for someone who really had information about the vigilante? Had this man paid the ultimate price for wasting police time? It just didn't feel right.There was nothing in their records on Glen Anderson. No criminal connections, nothing to even hint at anything shady in his past. He was looking at the son now. Strangely he could come up with nothing on his computer for a Gavin Anderson. Sticking doggedly to his task, he checked census.